Sweet Old Tooth

As I get older, I am slowly discovering signs of aging that are not necessarily all visible. Yes, I know that being 29 does not mean that I'm extremely old. But, the truth of the matter is that we are all aging and it's just plain inevitable. I hate to break to all you readers out there. I suggest we just accept it and move on. Another thing we must accept is that we can't do the things we used to and we can't eat the things we used to either. I took one bite out of this ooey, gooey, chocolatey, sugary mess, and my teeth....well...they sure felt it. Yes, there are cranberries in these layer bars, but don't let the fruit fool you! That shooting sugar pain went straight through my tooth, right to the root. I've heard that our teeth get more sensitive to sweet stuff as we get older. Buuutt, this isn't necessarily a bad thing. I now have a perfectly good excuse for not wanting to eat unhealthy desserts....

Person offering me something sweet to eat: "Hey Mandi, would you like to try some of my intensely, sugary, and fattening (fill in the blank)?"

My "pity me" response: "Oh, darnit. You know I'd love to, but the last time I did that, my tooth just about fell out! It's what happens to people like me. You know, old farts."

Person now feeling guilty for offering me the sweet (fill in the blank): "Oh my! I'm so sorry! It must be really hard getting old."


If you've read this blog enough, you'll know I'm exaggerating here. Well, sort of. Come on, a woman has to work hard to keep a good figure. What's wrong with a little woe-is-me tale about old age and bad teeth?

Now, I will admit that after the initial shock to my aging teeth wore off, my mouth got used to the sweetness, and of course I ended up eating a whole piece. It was definitely a gooey chunk of sugary goodness!!